Sunday, October 24, 2010

Why French women don't get fat.

I wish I could say I've read the book, but I haven't.

I wonder if there's a chapter devoted to strikes, la grève?

Thanks to the strikes these past few weeks, I have a better understanding of why French women don't run around on treadmills like hamsters.

Of course they don't. It costs money; it's certainly not dignified; but more importantly, when the angry mobs take to the streets, everyday life becomes a workout.

Take this past week, for example. The bus depot was blocked 4/5 mornings this week -thank goodness I can walk! Starting off your day with a 2.5 mile speed walk to work, now that will wake you up. Carpe diem.

My early morning walks have also helped me develop other skills such as: dog poo night vision, avoiding panicky French motorists who pull onto the sidewalk when they spy a service station with gasoline (a rarity these days) at the last minute, and keeping my distance from rebel high schoolers pushing trashcans to add to their barricades.

I wish I were joking, but I can't make this up.

1 comment:

  1. I particularly loved it during my summer in Paris when all the garbage collectors decided to faire la greve. Not sure I understand about high schoolers and trash can barricades, but it does sound slightly nuts. I DID read the book. She basically says that if we made more of a ritual of eating, then we'd be more attuned to how much we've eaten and learn to stop before we're stuffed. Walking 2.5 miles to work both ways sounds even better--an excuse to eat whatever you want!!